Game of Destiny: This player is different

It is often said that the greatest heroes serve their country and their people;

The smallest heroes serve their friends and neighbors.

Anyone who has a martial arts dream,

some are rebellious, some are righteous, and some are showy.

As a new-age junior high school monk and an annual SVIP member of NetEase Cloud Music, Li Xiaomao,

although he is very confident and knows that his hope of becoming a player is slim,

it does not prevent him from having a longing and yearning for it.

Now seeing my cousin's heroic...

Okay,

with a tortoise shell in her hand,

it is not enough to be called "heroic",

but I can praise her with a few words "women are as good as men",

it is still okay.

My cousin,

no wonder your fist was so hard when you hit me,

you hid it so well.

Facing the little stars in Li Xiaomao's eyes,

Sister Li asked in panic,

and the ordinary people including her uncle and aunt were surprised and stunned.

Feng Shuangtian exhaled a breath of turbid air,

and thought to herself that this day has finally come.

In fact, at the moment of her attack,

she had anticipated what would happen.

But the arrow had to be shot,

and the gun had to be fired,

no matter what,

she couldn't watch her family members

bleed and get hurt in front of her.

Holding the small turtle shield she got as a reward from the script task,

Feng Shuangtian didn't reply to her mother,

but looked nervous, staring at the front,

with her palms on her waist,

she took out the Mossberg M500 pump-action shotgun from the backpack.

Click——

Holding the gun with one hand, loading and loading,

the black muzzle pointed at the people around,

signaling them not to be dazed,

quickly cleared the rubble piled up in the entrance passage.

As a secondary newbie who is only LV7,

but often comes into contact with high-level players,

she saw that the two official operators were no match for the briefs man,

and was just struggling to hold on and delay time.

If they didn't leave quickly,

I'm afraid that all the hundreds of people present would be killed.

Looking at her daughter holding a shield and a shotgun,

whose temperament suddenly became much more neat,

Sister Li, the proprietress of the Happy Crematorium,

smacked her lips with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, she felt that her daughter had grown up quietly;

On the other hand, she wondered when she became a player?

Why didn't she notice the clues?

Happy, worried, relieved, uneasy...

All kinds of emotions passed through her heart,

and finally turned into a sigh and exhaled from her mouth.

"Sister, don't think too much."

A big hand came over,

Looking up,

It was his younger brother Li Dayong,

"Let's get through the difficulties first,

After we settle down, we'll talk to Nini,

if she wants to talk."

Sister-in-law Mao Wenping also looked over, comforting and persuading.

Only Li Xiaomao was kind-hearted and fat,

standing proudly beside his cousin,

with his hands on his hips and his chin raised high.

"Li Xiaomao, why are you standing there?

Go and help, more people will help."

Feng Shuangtian, who was on guard,

saw her cousin standing there motionless, and immediately frowned and urged him.

"Cousin, I'm your cousin,

Can you bear to do that?"

"I can, I really can.

If you don't want me to smash my shield in your face, hurry over."

"Uh... Ning is indeed my cousin."

A few meters away,

Fu Xiaodie looked at the girl who had been eating hot pot with her at the same table not long ago,

and now she had become a player who could withstand falling rocks and hold a shotgun in one hand.

It would be a lie to say that she didn't have some psychological ups and downs.

"Mom and Dad,

Let's not just stand there and watch, let's all go and help."

She pushed her parents' arms away and pretended to jog towards the entrance.

As a result, she took a few steps,

Boom--

In an instant,

the shelter behind her exploded from the inside out, with strong light and heat.

In the confined space,

the shock wave caused by the explosion spread radially,

tearing countless debris and gravel into pieces,

blowing them all around.

Feng Shuangtian hurriedly stepped forward and raised her shield,

blocking the heavy objects that were falling on her.

For the smaller objects,

they could only let everyone resist them head-on.

The dazzling light flashed for a moment,

blood was gushing from both legs, and Ah Wei, who looked like a blood gourd,

somersaulted several times in the air and landed steadily.

Not far away,

Huixing, who used the wooden flute as a gun barrel and pointed it straight forward,

was pale and sweaty,

seemingly exhausted.

"Is it solved?"

Ah Wei looked at the billowing smoke and was in doubt.

Knowing that he could not defeat the clone,

in order to delay time to the maximum extent,

he just tried his best to restrict the opponent's actions at the cost of injury.

This made it easier for Huixing, his partner and female companion,

to aim and fire a Qigong cannon.

Although this move isThe weapon has its own special effects, but its power is quite good. Even a LV20 tank will be severely damaged if it is hit. However, it has many disadvantages. The cooling CD is long, the single shot consumes a lot of energy, and it needs to be charged. This is not surprising. Kamehameha and Magic Light Cannon in Dragon X World also need to be shaped for a long time before the attack, not to mention the magic modified version of Qigong Cannon. In fact, Huixing herself does not understand why a supporter like her has such an incompatible special effect on her weapon. If other attributes and special effects are not very suitable for her, she will definitely change other props. The sudden explosion also scared the hundreds of people at the entrance. Fortunately, after a short period of shock, everyone quickly recovered from the shock and continued to move stones regardless of the pain in their fingers. No matter what happened, escaping was the most important thing. "It hurts... it really hurts."

A low murmur sounded in the smoke and dust,

Very quickly,

The voice turned into wanton laughter.

"But it's pretty cool,

Why didn't you use this trick earlier?

Come again, come again."

The wind rose, the smoke dispersed,

The embarrassed clone No. 5,

Stepped on the gravel on the ground, smiled and rushed out.

The Qigong cannon left a terrible wound on the strong muscles,

But he ignored the gurgling blood wound,

Raised his iron fist, swung it forward,

The target - Huixing.

The speed was too fast,

so fast that the latter's weak physiological function compared to the same level players could not evade.

"Xingxing, get out of the way."

Ah Wei bit his teeth and urged the Dragon Kick to block.

Replica No. 5 glanced at him,

slightly shifted his center of gravity,

grabbed the opponent's right leg that was kicking sideways.

His biceps bulged, and his tubular veins emerged.

The brute force actually threw Wei to the ground.

"You care so much about your woman, so you should die for her."

Replica No. 5 clenched his five fingers,

and the full spiritual energy gathered in the palm of his left fist.

Raised up, raised high,

Super. Destruction Fist!

At the critical moment,

A slow and melodious flute sounded suddenly,

preventing Replica No. 5 from making the next move.

Huixing endured the strong discomfort caused by the huge consumption,

put the wooden flute to his lips, and played with all his strength.

In a trance,

the messy surroundings were covered with flowers all over the mountains,

the breeze blew, butterflies flew,

everyone present seemed to be in a place where birds chirped and flowers bloomed.

Unfortunately,

this situation only lasted for a moment,

and it came to an abrupt end due to the lack of Huixing's spiritual energy.

But, it was enough.

Because,

Ah Wei seized this brief gap, broke free,

kicked the clone No. 5 hard,

was able to pull away again, retreated to the side of his teammates,

took out the extraordinary potion and immediately poured it into his mouth.

"Oh, mental skills?

Unless you can use it continuously, it won't change the result."

The clone No. 5 patted his abdomen,

noticing that the injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the effect of the embedded object in his chest,

he couldn't help but feel very proud.

When he clenched his fists and prepared to regroup,

[Use the nunchaku quickly, hum hum ha hey~

Use the nunchaku quickly, hum hum ha hey~

Make a magga, make a magga,

The sign of the sick man of East Asia-

was kicked away by me~]

The rap with extremely high decibels,

and full of childhood memories,

followed the gaps in the rubble,

clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Who is playing the song?